Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

In the afternoon of that day, there were constant carriages on the official roads in Bianjing City, and the queues continued to form and had not stopped since the morning.

"It seems that our Majesty has made a big move!" The vendors along the street watched this scene and started talking.

"Good fellow, how dare you not know this? Your Majesty is going to raise an army to destroy the Ming Dynasty. He is mobilizing supplies. My sixth brother's son is serving in this army. I heard that he has left Bianjing in the afternoon."

"Oh, a lot of people will die!"

"No one will die in a war. Didn't you read the notice posted? If Your Majesty doesn't attack the Ming Dynasty, then they will come to attack us."

"Boss Liu is right. Instead of being beaten passively, it's better to take the initiative. Anyway, we can just accept it."

"Being a soldier now is different from that in the old days. If my brother's son dies on the battlefield, my brother's family will be raised by the court for the rest of his life. Not only that, but he will also receive various benefits!"

"real or fake?"

Hearing this, the surrounding vendors were all shocked.

There is no precedent for the state to provide money to support the families of soldiers, so everyone was very shocked when they heard this. In the past, it was just a matter of giving some money as a pension, and the money was not easy to get.

The vendor who was surrounded by everyone's eyes suddenly became proud.

He held his head high and spoke about the information he had searched everywhere.

The army's baggage continued to flow out of Bianjing until dawn the next day.

This was the first real national war since Zhao Zheng raised his army.

That time in the Song Dynasty was not counted at all, and almost no effort was wasted.

But this time it was a big challenge for both the top and the bottom. The Ming army was so arrogant for revenge that the people at the grassroots level even shouted the slogan "One hundred thousand people, one hundred thousand soldiers". Zhao Zheng was bound to pay a bloody price. This was already news that Su Peisheng had found out.

When Yue Fei and others heard these words, they felt that the tragedy of this war might exceed their imagination.

The number of casualties is unimaginable.

After all, in history, the people have never hated the invaders so much. Even the Song Dynasty did not hate Mobei so much.

Everyone was shocked by Zhu Ming, how on earth did they do it.

But when the news reached Zhao Zheng's ears, he just sneered and shouted slogans loudly. One hundred thousand people, one hundred thousand soldiers. More than 10 people died in Zhao Zheng's hands. At worst, all their blood would be counted. Tu, and then moved the people from the Han area to the Ming Dynasty, is this still a problem?

Let alone a hundred thousand people to stop it, even if it means a million, this is the fear they have not seen on the battlefield. When he saw the corpses piled up like mountains and the blood was like a sea, Zhao Zheng wanted to see if the other party could still shout. Say this slogan.

Of course, he despised the opponent strategically, but he still paid attention to it tactically. He could think so, but Yue Fei and others must formulate a detailed battle plan to minimize their own losses.

Zhao Zheng didn't want to lose all his wealth in one battle. Qin, Zhou, and Sui were still waiting.

It was slightly brighter the next day.

Zhao Zheng was still wearing a black gold dragon robe, riding a tall horse and looking at the 50-strong army waiting in formation with a satisfied look on his face.

Needless to say, Iron Buddha Tu is already an elite who has experienced hundreds of battles with Zhao Zheng.

What satisfied him was the Han infantry. The momentum of these soldiers was now beginning to show its impressiveness. After being baptized by the flames of war, they might not be able to become elite soldiers in all battles.

Song people are no worse than people from any other country.

As for the 50 Mobei cavalry that Zhao Zheng did not bring with him this time, they were Zhao Zheng's back-up men, even more important than the [-] troops dispatched this time.

Zhao Zheng came to the front of the army, and a black dragon flag stood behind him, swaying in the wind and making a hunting sound.

"The war is about to begin, so I won't say much more. I will give you whatever you want after winning the title of lord and general, honoring the ancestors, power, status, glory and wealth. Brothers who sacrificed their lives, I will protect your families." , wife, children.

Let them spend their life carefree and happily. If you still have passion in your heart, you will know what to do.

It's up to you when it comes time to conquer the Ming Dynasty. "

Zhao Zheng's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every soldier clearly.

As he spoke, he pulled the black dragon flag over, punched it on the ground, and said loudly: "I will not miss any battle. As long as you see the black dragon flag still standing, it means that I am not dead yet. You gentlemen, fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"Chinese--"

"Chinese--"

"Chinese--"

The sound of the roaring mountains and the tsunami was deafening, and even the people in Bianjing City could hear it clearly. The momentum was self-evident.

Most of them were adapted by the Song Army, and they had almost never heard the words "imperial conquest".

But now Zhao Zheng not only has to lead the expedition but also takes the lead in the charge. How can this make the soldiers not excited?

With such an emperor, even if he dies, everyone's bodies will be together.

The morale of the Han army was immediately boosted.

Nothing is more inspiring than this.

Yue Fei looked at Zhao Zheng and sighed in his heart. He and Jia Xu were left behind in Bianjing to prevent accidents.

In this expedition, Zhao Zheng led Li Yuanba, Ran Min, and Di Qing.

Wen took Guo Jia with him.

After all, the affairs of the big man are also very important now. Everyone is no longer a grassroots team, and they have all entered the palace and have a noble status.

Following Ran Min's order, the army marched toward the Ming Dynasty.

As the saying goes, once there are more than 50 people, the sky will be overwhelming, let alone an army of [-]. The dense crowd will make people’s heads go numb just by looking at it.

Zhao Zheng handed over the golden halberd with the dragon head pattern to Li Yuanba for safekeeping, and then came to Jia Xu and Yue Fei's side.

"The big man is entrusted to you two. If someone takes advantage of the fire and robs you, just defend the city with all your strength. If you can't defend it, make your own decision. In short, I will make them pay back a hundred times when I come back. If someone kills me, a big man, I will pay back a hundred times."

Zhao Zheng's words were telling Yue Fei and others.

If anyone wants to take advantage of the situation, he or she must consider whether he or she is able to bear his anger.

If anyone thinks it works, Zhao Zheng doesn't mind if he comes over and gives it a try.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the general will live and die with Bianjing in the end!"

Listening to Yue Fei's words, Zhao Zheng was slightly speechless. He believed that Yue Fei could do it, but it was not necessary.

Not only that, he also handed over the Wulin Alliance to Guo Jia, and would fully assist Yue Fei whenever the situation arises.

I dare not say that it is foolproof, but he has basically settled down from the army to the master.

"May your Majesty return in triumph and annex the Ming Dynasty!" Jia Xu bowed and saluted from a distance.

They are bound to Zhao Zheng to death. They will both prosper and suffer. Of course, they hope that Zhao Zheng can conquer a large territory.

"That's it!" Zhao Zheng jumped into the torrent.

He is not a delicate young master, so he does not need a carriage or a chariot. The current carriage is useless except for its beauty, and it is not as enjoyable as riding a horse.